“I better take off,” he said. “I texted my friends I’d be there about ten o’clock, and it’s way past that.”
Her insides lurched. “Can you ride? I mean, you’ve had a lot to drink.”
“I’m good.” She heard his heavy footsteps on the linoleum floor.
“I’ll see you around.”
She pressed her lips together, her body still burning from their kiss. She didn’t want him to leave; she wanted him to stay, to make love to her. Even though she’d burn in Insurgents Hell for it, she wanted Jerry more than anything else at that moment.
He opened the door, the hallway light flooding in. She slowly turned around and walked to him. Grasping his jacket, she said softly, “Don’t leave.”
He groaned. “Baby, we’re playing with fire. If your dad finds out what I’ve been doing to his little girl, fuck, he’ll have my head. I know the rules. I don’t want to cause problems for you, and I can’t disrespect my president.”
“Don’t you want to stay?”
“Yeah, I fucking wanna stay, but what we want and what we should do are two different things.” He rubbed his hands on his jeans.
“We’re not in Pinewood Springs, and no one’s going to find out. Tonight, it’s just you and me. We’re both adults and—”
“You better be damn sure you know what you’re telling me, because if I go back in the room with you, there’s no way in hell I’m stopping.” He stared at her, his gaze heated.
“I know exactly what I’m saying. I want this, and I’m pretty sure you do too.” Kylie lowered her gaze. “Don’t you?”
“Fuck, babe, I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
A warm glow flowed through her. “I want you.”
He ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes on her face. Tugging her to him, Jerry pressed her close and guided her back into the room.
Chapter Ten
The music wasstill playing and a soft breeze from the open window fluttered around them, making Kylie shiver despite the heat raging inside her. Jerry dipped his head, his tongue tracing the outlines of her full lips. She clasped her hand behind his neck, urging his mouth on hers. Slowly, he kissed her, threading his fingers through her hair. His kiss intensified and she responded with the same passion.
Breaking away, he brought his hand up and stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured as his eyes bored into hers. He trailed his hand down her cheek, skimming over the soft skin on her neck and shoulder until it landed on her breast. He cupped the underside of it, squeezing it gently. “I like that. You like the way it feels?”
Like it? She fuckinglovedit. Her nipples were hard as marbles just from his touch. Sucking in her breath, she nodded and looked away.
“Babe, I want you to look at me. I want to see the desire in your gaze. You have the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen.” He leaned in and kissed her eyelids, her nose, then her lips, all the while holding her breast. Dampness formed between her legs and she squirmed, her gaze moving upward until it locked with his.
Callused fingertips traced the neckline of her top, teasing her as they slipped inside, then moved out. The anticipation of those wicked fingers flicking her nipples drove Kylie wild, and when they slipped down under her neckline for the fourth time, she placed her hand over them, stopping them in their tracks.
“Are your nipples aching?” He smiled devilishly.
She moaned and pushed his hand further down her top until it hit her bra. In two small movements, Jerry pulled and tweaked her nipples, sending a wave of pure pleasure straight to her wet sex. It was exquisite. Nothing like the too-hard pinches the high school boys were famous for. Since she’d been at the university, she’d had a few dates, and the guys who’d groped her while they made out squeezed her breasts like they were sponges. But not Jerry; his touch ignited a fire in her like nothing she’d ever experienced. It was demanding but gentle, and the way he awakened her passion blew her mind.
Wrapping his arms around her, he pushed Kylie until the backs of her legs hit the mattress then eased her down. He kicked off his boots, threw his jacket on the desk chair, and moved on the bed, her legs between his knees. “I want to see your tits.” The slide of his skin against hers as he pulled her crop top over her head made her tremble. He reached behind her and unclasped the hooks on her bra, then glided his hands down her shoulders, his thumbs hooking under the straps. Reclining back on his heels, she heard him suck in his breath and saw his dark gaze devour her exposed breasts. Cupping them, he raised them up and pushed them together.
“Delicious tits. Fuck,” he rasped, then lowered his head until his mouth covered her nipple.
Her body jolted as he tugged her nipple with his teeth, the surge of pure lust hitting her right between her legs. “That feels real good,” she murmured, her hand tangled in his hair. Each time he flicked, sucked, and bit her reddened buds, she pulled harder on his hair and bucked her hips against him.
Jerry ran his hand down to her silken belly and pulled at the zipper on the back of her skirt. “Take it off,” he growled.
Kylie sat up and he pressed her to him as she unzipped her skirt, lifting her butt off the bed while she shimmied out of it. He pushed her back down, but she resisted and slid her hands under his T-shirt, bunching it up as she pulled it off him. She caught her breath at the sight of his sculpted, inked chest. With her fingernail, she traced the dark lines around his colorful tattoos, marveling at how flat and toned his belly was. “God, you’re built.”
He chuckled and pulled her head back by her hair. He gave her a searing kiss, leaving her breathless before he eased her onto her back again. Peppering kisses over her neck, he trailed his tongue down to her breasts and laved attention on them until she was a quivering mess.
“I love playing with your tits.” His hand inched lower until it landed on her thong, and he glided his fingers under the fabric, burying them in her folds. “Fuck, you’re soaking wet, and it’s all for me. Love that, babe.” Jerry stippled her inner thighs with hot kisses as his finger stroked the side of her nub.
